Romances de Lolade

EVE’s POV PRESENT TIME “Mrs. Eve—”“It’s Miss Eve.” I corrected the school proprietress sitting in front of me. She cleared her throat, taking off the golden spectacle resting on her small nose. The slight redness of her cheeks pointed out her embarrassment, but I knew I’d be the embarrassed one before leaving. A part of me already knew what she was about to say. And the other part of me hoped she’d say something else. “I’m afraid this school can’t tolerate your kids any longer.” Her voice was calm, but it hit me like a punch to the gut. The fourth school. The damn fourth school. “Ashton beat up someone—until he bled—over a slight argument.”The urge to defend my son kicked in. “Ashton would never start a fight without a reason.”“You’re right. Someone mocked Aria and made her cry, but that isn’t enough to beat an older kid until he bled.”Aria doesn’t cry. That other kid might have provoked her, so she wanted Ashton to do her dirty work. I shook my head, clutching my purse tight

EVE’s POVI thought being kicked out of Redhood was the most traumatizing moment of my life, but surviving in the wilderness topped everything. I’d been wandering through the woods for days, moving in circles, my throat burning relentlessly at the unavailability of water. My dress kept sliding off my arm with each step I took. Fatigue burned deep in my bones, a silent plea for my body to slow down and rest—but this was rouge territory. If I sat down for a minute, I wouldn’t last a few hours. In days, I’d been through hell—soaked in the rain, starved, wounded on my foot, and even haunted with memories of Kade. Tears burned my eyes at the thought of him, my heart twisting with regret. A stupid part of me kept clinging to hope. Kade would come and find me. He still loved me. He was only trying to prove a point. And that was stupid. Because Kade never came. In the werewolf world, news travelled fast. In one way or the other, packs—no matter how small—would have heard the news of m

EVE’s POV 5 years ago."Ma'am Eve!" I could hear my personal maid yelling my name as she burst into my room. I tried so hard to open my eyes, and a throbbing ache pierced through my skull when they finally flickered open and met the light. Micah was standing by my bedside, looking anxious and worried. "The election is set to commence in 40 minutes. I thought you'd be ready by now. Remember, you have to rehearse your speech before you go out there." Shit! The election. How could I have forgotten? Today is the long-awaited D-day. The day I'll finally get to prove my worth against Seraphina, golden princess of the Clawstone pack and be crowned the guardian of the bloomstone. A title that comes with wealth, respect, and affluence. Even the Supreme Alpha would get to acknowledge you when you hold the title of the guardian. It is something everyone would give a fortune to acquire, but unfortunately, one has to be selected by the moon goddess. I let out a tired yawn as I got off the bed